by Robin Farnsworth | Feb 13, 2014 | Love
“That’s it. I quit.” I lifted myself back down through the crevice, wedging my left knee between the two huge boulders and dangling my right foot into midair, searching for a place to step down to. “We’re almost there! You can do it Robin. I can help you!” my...
by Robin Farnsworth | Mar 24, 2013 | Love
But what does love look like? It was the unmistakable voice of God, the press of the words gentle but firm. What does it look like? It seemed enough that I had forgiven the six men responsible for my son’s murder. I said it and meant it, and it was even printed in the...
by Robin Farnsworth | Oct 16, 2011 | Uncategorized
Every anniversary my husband, C.B., and I have made a good practice of going away for an overnight stay. From Cape Cod you can only go north or west, unless you take a boat or plane. In fact last year we went south to Nantucket by boat, ended up stranded by high winds...
